Full Name: Nora Indigo Collins Nickname: Indigo From (Hometown): Avalon, California Gender: Female Age: 20 Ethnicity: American Traits (Appearance): Tawny Long hair, Light brown eyes, Reason for coming on the plane: visiting a childhood friend in Rio Brief History (Criminal record, past): Arrested twice for starting fights at the local bar. One of the times sending a man to the hospital. Anything else: I have a temper so please don't test me. I used to camp a lot as a girl and always carry a pocket knife with me, well until the security guard at the airport confiscated it.
DAY ONE
The pilot put on the seatbelt sign. Then all i remembered was a drop bags falling down from the over head and everyone screaming. I guess that's when I passed out because i don't
remember anything else up until now. The girl smiled at me as she handed me some water. She was very thin a definite dancer type. My nose began to bleed and she grimaced. I
laughed "its okay this is the one thing normal about this situation. My body is just recovering from the change in pressure." She smiled again I don't think she could understand me but
that's okay its still nice to talk to people. For now i guess we are all on an island. Hopefully we can all stay on each others good side until we find a way back home.
Day Two
Okay Indigo you can do this. Check list! yes check lists always help. Number one you need to find what is left of your stuff. I swept the crash sight for anything that looked
like it could be mine. Spotting what looked to be my army green duffle bag I rushed over to see what I could recover. Check list damn I love check lists. Three shirts, two
bikinis, one pair of sweats, summer pjs, a belt, my paddle brush, and razor. I sipped it up and threw it over my shoulder. It could all come in handy and wasn't going to
DECEASED ON DAY THREE - NO ENTRY
Full Name: Nora Indigo Collins
Nickname: Indigo
From (Hometown): Avalon, California
Gender: Female
Age: 20
Ethnicity: American
Traits (Appearance): Tawny Long hair, Light brown eyes,
Reason for coming on the plane: visiting a childhood friend in Rio
Brief History (Criminal record, past): Arrested twice for starting fights at the local bar. One of the times sending a man to the hospital.
Anything else: I have a temper so please don't test me. I used to camp a lot as a girl and always carry a pocket knife with me, well until the security guard at the airport confiscated it.
DAY ONE
The pilot put on the seatbelt sign. Then all i remembered was a drop bags falling down from the over head and everyone screaming. I guess that's when I passed out because i don'tremember anything else up until now. The girl smiled at me as she handed me some water. She was very thin a definite dancer type. My nose began to bleed and she grimaced. I
laughed "its okay this is the one thing normal about this situation. My body is just recovering from the change in pressure." She smiled again I don't think she could understand me but
that's okay its still nice to talk to people. For now i guess we are all on an island. Hopefully we can all stay on each others good side until we find a way back home.
Day Two
Okay Indigo you can do this. Check list! yes check lists always help. Number one you need to find what is left of your stuff. I swept the crash sight for anything that lookedlike it could be mine. Spotting what looked to be my army green duffle bag I rushed over to see what I could recover. Check list damn I love check lists. Three shirts, two
bikinis, one pair of sweats, summer pjs, a belt, my paddle brush, and razor. I sipped it up and threw it over my shoulder. It could all come in handy and wasn't going to
slow me down anytime soon.~ Not Done ;p